Little Monster Observation Diary

The geometric outline drawing drawn by Xiao Shui was carefully pasted on the wall by Yan Chen after he brought it home.

Xiao Yinlong, who was always confident in himself on weekdays, was so ashamed that he didn't even dare to pass by that wall.

Yan Chen was extremely satisfied, and comforted him: "You are still drawing for the first time. Other students have been drawing since elementary school. It is already very good that you have done this for the first time."

Xiao Shui was not comforted by him, he covered his head and shook his head crazily. Seeing that Yan Chen was about to babble, he simply changed back to his original form and jumped into the fish tank, hiding under a certain rock and gurgling bubbles.

At first, Yan Chen was worried that he would just give up this new hobby, but the next day, Xiao Shui got up excitedly and urged him to send himself to class.

Yan Shen opened his eyes in a daze, his eyes glowed with anticipation, and he said helplessly, "It's still early, and the studio is not open yet."

"It's okay." Xiao Shui said excitedly, "I can wait at the door."

"..."

Yan Chen had no choice but to get up.

Made a seafood breakfast for Xiao Shui, and he drove Xiao Shui to the studio after Xiao Shui had finished eating.

Although he had tried his best to delay the time, and even postponed his time to go to work, when the car stopped at the door of the studio, the studio did not open.

Yan Chen looked at Xiao Shui helplessly: "Are you still waiting at the door?"

"En." Xiao Shui said, waved goodbye to him, and opened the car door to get out.

Yan Chen watched as he walked to a nearby dessert shop, leaned over in front of the cabinet and looked left and right, as if he ordered something.Yan Chen looked away, and was about to start the car when Xiao Shui ran out of the dessert shop in a panic.

He walked around to the side of the driver's seat and patted on the window. Yan Chen rolled down the window in doubt and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Shui pursed her lips, her eyes were a little embarrassed, and her ears turned red slowly.

While Yan Chen was confused, Xiao Shui suddenly moved over, and pressed his soft lips to his lips, paused for a long time, and then left hesitantly.

Xiao Shui said solemnly: "A parting kiss between lovers."

Yan Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After thinking for a while, he still took out a stack of cash from his wallet and handed it to him: "Buy what you want to buy yourself, and call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

Xiao Shui responded, but still held the car door with his hands and did not let go.

Yan Chen was puzzled: "Is there anything else?"

Xiao Shui repeated earnestly: "Kiss farewell."

"..."

"I've already kissed Yan Chen just now, so now it's Yan Chen's turn to kiss me." Xiao Shui said solemnly, "This is called back and forth between lovers."

"..." Yan Chen couldn't help but said, "Is that what the Internet says?"

Xiaoshui has been holding his mobile phone when he has nothing to do recently, avoiding him from telling him the content, but after reading it, he will implement it all on him, and it is nothing more than the intimacy between some lovers.Sometimes, what he said was so outrageous that Yan Chen couldn't even believe it, but Xiao Shui was confident, as if what he said was true.

At this time, he also nodded with a serious face: "Yes, that's what it says on the Internet, and other lovers do the same."

"..."

Seeing that Yan Chen didn't move for a long time, he immediately became anxious, and quickly said: "Even between lovers, we must be polite!"

Fuck his manners.

Yan Chen helplessly stretched out his hand, pressed down on the back of his head, forcing Xiao Shui to bend down, and he quickly kissed his lips, touched Lifen, and quickly let go.

Xiao Shui secretly looked at him with small eyes, opened the car door and muttered in a low voice: "The time is different..."

"...make it up at night."

Only then did Xiao Shui reluctantly agree, took two steps back, waved his hand, and bid him farewell.

After waiting for a long time at the dessert shop outside, the time on the phone changed slowly, and Xiao Shui couldn't remember how many glasses of water he drank before finally waiting for the opening time of the studio.

As soon as the figure of the teacher appeared, he immediately stood up and ran out, and walked in with other senior brothers and sisters with bright eyes.

Sitting in his corner, Xiao Shui took out a new drawing paper from the bag, stuck it on the drawing board with adhesive tape, took out a sharpened pencil from the bag, and continued to draw on the geometric model opposite. up.

Before he could draw a few strokes, he couldn't help but be attracted by the actions of a senior sister next to him.

The senior sister was obviously on a errand. With the cover of the large drawing board, she shrank back, carefully took out a sketchbook from her schoolbag, turned to a certain page, and continued to draw the unfinished part. stand up.What attracted Xiaoshui's attention was the finished product in her sketchbook. It looked like a dress. With just a few strokes, a beautiful dress was sketched out. The skirt was large, the pattern was not complicated, and it was colored. It looks simple and elegant. The most eye-catching thing on the design is the skirt that shines brightly. The senior sister put a lot of thought into it. In order to make the effect of Lingbuling on the skirt, or to be lazy, she specially sprinkled some glitter powder on it. .

It was also those bling bling powder that attracted Xiao Shui's attention.

He stared at the senior sister's movements for a long time, his eyes were so explicit and undisguised that it was hard for people not to notice.

Soon, the senior sister hurriedly put away the sketchbook, and smiled flatteringly at him: "Brother, just pretend you didn't see anything."

"What is this?" Xiao Shui asked.

"Being forced by life, I took the design order outside." The senior sister lowered her voice and whispered: "I want to do fashion design in the future, and I am working towards this goal now. I will hand in a new design draft today, but I haven't painted it yet, so I brought it here."

"It's not this." Xiao Shui looked at her sketchbook eagerly: "I asked for the drawing."

"Ah? Drawn?" The senior sister was stunned for a moment: "The drawn, of course, is the design drawing."

She reopened the sketchbook, and turned to the finished drawing on the first few pages, and saw a pair of white and slender hands reaching out, fingertips touching the glitter on the skirt.

Xiao Shui asked with sparkling eyes: "This, what is it?"

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